It is a very hot, humid October day here in Potrerillos. Yesterday was
ward conference at the ward. Truckloads of people were filing up the mountain side. There were lots of red fabric swagged
up on the front of the chapel with lots of flowers. They had really gone
all out. The Stake Presidency was there. It was a very nice meeting
what I could understand. Now let me explain about the language here.
THEY DO NOT SPEAK NORMAL SPANISH. It is all ¨vosotros¨ all
throughout the town. It is really just slang, according to the missionaries,
plus they mumble. I was so discouraged until someone confirmed this
for me. It will be better for me when I get back to Tegucigalpa.
Last week 4 year old Lehi got his foot caught in the spokes of his dad´s
bicycle. It did not look good to me.
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